Lady Xue had already collapsed to the ground when she heard this, and it took a long time for her to cry.

Their mother and daughter, after all, have a hard life, and everything is out of their own hands.

When Jiang Chengze hurriedly walked to the gate of the courtyard, a muffled thunder suddenly sounded in the sky, dark clouds rolled in, and the originally windy and sunny weather suddenly gave birth to a thick sense of humidity and heat, and the wind gradually rose, and the crape myrtle flowers in the garden fluttered and fell to the ground.

He turned around and glanced at Madame Snow's closed door, frowned, sighed, and threw his sleeves away.

The sultry heat in the air was breathless, and Yumo stepped forward indifferently, helped Mrs. Xue, who was paralyzed on the ground and crying, and raised her sleeves to wipe the tears in the corners of her eyes for her, "Mother, don't cry." Beware of hurting your body! ”

Mrs. Xue's little face was pale and haggard, she looked up at Yumo weakly, her eyes were full of guilt, and she slowly sat against the window.

She and Yuxi are both the daughters of the Prime Minister's House, but because of the difference between the concubines, they have to succumb to the rain, how can she live her life in the East Palace in the future? If the prince treats her well, she may still be able to live, but the prince abandoned her first that day, but now he inexplicably asks for marriage, and I don't know what to think about An, how can she, a mother, let go of her heart?

The more Mrs. Xue thought about it, the more bitter she became, and she was full of melancholy in her heart for a while, and her tone was sad: "Mo'er, my mother can't stand you!" If it weren't for her mother's humble background, she wouldn't have missed Mo'er's life! She said and hid her face and cried, over the years, she always thought that the prime minister might be able to find a real good home for their daughter in the past, but she didn't expect that she couldn't escape the fate of being a little person after all.

"This matter has nothing to do with my mother, and my mother doesn't have to blame herself!" Yumo whispered lightly next to Mrs. Xue, her head rested lightly on her shoulder, but her eyes were stunned at the falling flowers in the garden, her heart was full of endless bitterness, the matter has come to this, what should she do? Just put it down? At the mercy of his father and the prince, marry into the East Palace? Or fight hard, try your best?

Fang Cai's father said that maybe tomorrow's holy decree will come, and if he goes to inform King Qin of this matter overnight, it is unknown whether there is room for maneuver.

Thinking of this, Yumo's originally dull eyes gradually brightened, sat up straight, and knelt at the feet of Mrs. Xue reflexively: "Mother, Mo'er is not filial." Even if she died, Mo'er would never want to marry the prince. For today's plan, I only have to go to the house once, maybe Brother Che can help. ”

Mrs. Xue froze, took her hand, and whispered with red eyes: "Silly girl, at this juncture, your father must have sent a shadow guard to guard the Xuyuan, how can you get out?" ”

Yumo raised her head suddenly, her eyes were full of hope, her voice was a little choked, but with rare confidence, "Don't worry, Mom, Mo'er has her own way." It's just that I want to grieve my mother, if Mo'er hasn't returned home tomorrow, I ask my mother to take care of herself, and when Mo'er settles down, she will definitely come back to pick up her mother and leave together. ”

Saying that, tears were already dripping from the corners of her eyes, and she didn't know what it would be like to go to the Qin Palace, but no matter what, she would not let her father and Xuanyuan Lang manipulate her in the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Seeing that although there were tears on her cheeks, Mrs. Xue was calm, and she must have made up her mind in her heart, although it was a bit risky to go, it was better than being slaughtered in the mansion.

"Mo'er, if King Qin treats you sincerely, he will definitely ask the emperor for marriage when he hears about this. It's just that I'm afraid that the prince has already seized the opportunity, without further ado, Mo'er will go. As she spoke, Mrs. Xue helped Yumo up and pushed her to the door, and at this time it was stormy and red outside.

Seeing this, Mrs. Xue turned around and took an oil-paper umbrella from the cabinet and handed it to Yumo, the summer wind and rain were very majestic, but she stood at the door for a while, but the corners of her skirt were wet.

"Mother, it's raining heavily, you better go back to the house first!" Yumo bowed slightly to Mrs. Xue, "Mo'er is going now, and I ask my mother to take care of her body, don't think about those troublesome things again." ”

Suddenly, the rain took advantage of the wind, and although it was the height of summer, there was also a slight coolness.

"Go ahead, my mother is waiting for Mo'er's good news." Mrs. Xue indifferently brushed away the tears on her face, gestured to the rain, and slowly closed the door.

Jiang Yumo turned around and stretched out the oil-paper umbrella in his hand and slowly stepped into the rain.

Before he left the courtyard gate, he was blocked by a black shadow, and a low, hoarse and familiar voice came from above his head, "Xiangye has an order, Miss must not go out of Xuyuan for half a step!" ”

Hearing the voice, Jiang Yumo's originally tense mind relaxed slightly, moved the umbrella a little, and raised his eyes to stare at the man in black in front of him, "Brother Zhuying, Mo'er has something important to do and needs to go to the house, and please make it convenient for the eldest brother!" She prayed in her heart that he would let her go.

Zhuying has always loved her, and since she was a child, whenever she asked, he refused none of them.

But today, when Xiangye explained that he was guarding Xuyuan, his expression was quite different from the past, although he didn't know how she provoked Xiangye, but he only faintly felt that the trouble she caused this time was about better than beating the prince on the street that day.

"Miss, Xiangye commanded, and Zhuying didn't dare to disobey. It's quite stormy outside, so Miss should go back to the room! Bamboo Shadow stretched out her long arm, blocking her way.

Jiang Yumo's eyebrows twisted, and his heart became more and more worried, he originally thought that he would not stop him when he opened his mouth to ask for it, but he didn't want it to backfire.

"Brother Zhuying, do you know why Daddy imprisoned Mo'er in Xuyuan?" Yumo pretended not to know and tested the bamboo shadow.

Although Zhuying couldn't bear to see Yumo sad, but it was just a shadow guard, how could she dare to figure out her master's thoughts, and now seeing her face full of anxiety, a pair of watery eyes seemed to have thousands of thoughts, her heart was soft, and her outstretched hand hung down weakly, "This ...... Bamboo Shadow just acted on orders, and did not dare to snoop on the inner reason. ”

Yumo saw that his face was as usual, and he must have really not known the inside story.

"Since that's the case, Mo'er will make a long story short, and please don't stop me!" Her heart was in turmoil at the moment, she sorted out her thoughts a little, and said what was on her mind in a few words.

Zhu Ying's body trembled slightly when she heard this, it turned out that Xiangye had been in the East Palace for a long time today for this marriage, but she had been at odds with the prince since she was a child, and if she reluctantly married into the East Palace, how could she be happy.

Yumo saw him staring motionless into the distance, so he raised his hand in front of him and waved it, interrupting his thoughts, "Brother Zhuying, Mo'er is in a bit of a hurry. It's better for you to be in a daze first, and Mo'er will go first, okay? ”

"Miss, the rain is so heavy, I'm afraid it's not appropriate for you to go out of the house alone, why don't you let Zhuying give Miss a ride!" As soon as his voice fell, he had reached out to grab Yumo's waist, and jumped slightly, the two of them were already a few feet away from the Xu Yuan, and they quietly left the Prime Minister's Mansion in a moment, and the two figures, one black and one pink, quickly disappeared in the wind and rain.